Pithy

There’s one thing that gets me mad about riding. I think everyone that rides regularly understands it’s hard to regret a ride.  Every time I get out and get a glimpse of the world moving around me, I’m ok with it all.  There’s a lot of satisfaction (and escapism) in the experience of riding. So …

Only in Idaho

This blog began with an earnest attempt to catalog some of the things I think about while I ride.  I’ve focused on taking random thoughts from the ol’ noodle and firming them up a bit.  But, I’d also like to dive into the pandemonium.  I’m hoping to give a more accurate of some of the …

XC accidental

My most recent ride found me in peak “search and get destroyed” mode.  After several weeks of sniffing around for reasonable routes, I’ve begun to feather out into new territory like a slime mold searching for a new food source. I headed for my new ol’ faithful, Lake Youngs, east of South Seattle’s suburbia.  This …

Hotdog country

For me riding a bike is as much the smells as it is the sights.  The things you get a whiff of while out on a ride set a subtle tone to the whole affair.  Smells are seasonal, regional, and enable nostalgia. From the sweet petrichor fumes of my native New Mexico to the earthen …

Joke’s on us

I read a seemingly bright piece of news the other day.  Norway has reported that sales of electric vehicles has overtaken those of its petrol-fuel sibling.  At least, it seems a good step in the right direction of sustainability, right? I was thinking about this while riding and figured I’d do a little digging. I …

Driven

News broke last week of the suicide of a US olympic cyclist.  At only 23, Kelly Catlin was juggling the day-to-day of being both a professional athlete and a grad student.  In an article she wrote for VeloNews published weeks before her death, Kelly discusses the challenges and certain failings of doing so much, “Things …

Quick climbs

As much as I enjoy decrying car americana, I feel it’s important to remark on some of the things that have brought me joy while riding around.  For starters, I always enjoyed a good climb.  Chengdu had a fair share of accessible climbing that made for a decent day of the old up and down.  …

No easy way through

I thought it might be a matter of culture shock.  To return to riding around the US and feel I was in an unwelcoming environment.  More time on the bike gave me affirmation:  America’s transportation infrastructure is the pits. I mentioned before when hosting outsiders to China, I was often met with a degree of …